Why I love my life

Last night, I was knitting (a super-secret project for a gift. I’ll post a picture as soon as it’s officially received…but I’m excited about how great it’s turning out so far!) and Bailey had just finished a book for a paper he has due tomorrow. We had the TV on for noise while we were working and Bailey moved over from the couch to sit beside me on the futon. After a few minutes, he started singing a made-up song about how he didn’t want to watch tv. I asked him what he wanted to do instead, and he replied, in song, that he would rather dance with his wife. I laughed and went back to what I was doing, but when I heard beach music playing from his computer, I realized it wasn’t a joke. We danced for about 20 minutes in the living room. 🙂 I’m pretty sure that’s the most fun I could have on a Monday night!

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2 Responses to Why I love my life

  1. Becky says:

    precious 🙂

  2. Mom Pearson says:

    And I’m positive that’s why he loves his life (and beautiful wife) as well! 😉 Thanks for sharing that sweet moment.

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